Chapter 270

Besides smelly and long, Yang Xuan really couldn't find any good words to describe it.

If he hadn't been more patient after practicing the three yuan quiet decision, I'm afraid he couldn't stand the chanting and boasting of the little panther.

"Just believe it once, otherwise it will be a little weak against the enemy."

Yang Xuan sighed and walked out of the cave.

There is no year or year to repair truth.

Although it took more than two days, it was just a flick in the monk's eyes. These two days, Zhang Zhengli and elder martial sister Cheng didn't come to Yang Xuan, but let him have a rest.

After all, he didn't really come to visit wanlingzong. He had more important things to do.

"Transmit array!"

Yang Xuan whispered to himself and looked around. When he saw no one, he immediately flew into the air and quietly opened the heavenly eye.

Since his cultivation soared to the middle of Kaiguang territory, the ability of Tianyan also increased. Both the sensing range and intensity were much stronger than before.

However, after all, this is the sect door of Wanling sect. Yang Xuan doesn't dare to be popular. In case it is found, let alone how to explain the purpose of doing so. The existence of Tianyan alone may attract some covets.

If you can avoid trouble, you'd better try to avoid it.

In the vertical line at the center of his eyebrows, there was a faint golden light shining continuously, which was very inconspicuous.

The ability of Tianyan was only played by him by about 30%, and the range he could sense was only half of the sky watching peak.

After determining that his heavenly eye was secret enough, he took back his magic power and began to fly to the top of the mountain to find Zhang Zhengli.

After all, he is always an outsider. Walking at will in the sect is easy to cause misunderstanding. What's more, he has to ask Zhang Zhengli about lingcao.

He doesn't have any of the more than 20 kinds of spirit grass reported by the little black leopard. If he wants to get it, the only way is to use the power of Zhang Zhengli.

Wangtian peak is very big, but the number of monks is not very much, or most people are practicing and rarely walk outside.

Yang Xuan flew all the way from the cave to the peak, but he didn't even see a person. Only the shadow of some spirit animal activities can be seen occasionally among the trees.

Although many of these spirit beasts look ferocious, they have no impulse to attack people. Even if Yang Xuan flies close to them, there will be no reaction.

Yang Xuan flew all the way to the front of the hall of wangtianfeng, and then fell down.

In the hall inside the hall, elder martial sister Cheng is standing in the center at this time. At the top of the hall, there is a solemn looking man who looks only in her early thirties, no more than elder martial sister Cheng.

Of course, it was just an appearance. Yang Xuan just took a casual look and vaguely knew the identity of the middle-aged man from elder martial sister Cheng's attitude.

He came slowly to the door of the hall and waited there without rushing in.

"The little brother at the door, come in."

After a long time, a powerful and thick voice came straight out.

After Yang Xuan straightened his face, he slowly walked in, stopped two steps behind elder martial sister Cheng, bowed and said, "younger generation, Yang Xuan, see you."

Although the middle-aged man looks young, his accomplishments are very strong. Even if he infiltrates intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Xuan will feel great pressure.

As he guessed, this person is the leader of Wangtian peak, that is, elder martial sister Cheng's father.

"Is this... The strength of the Lord of the peak? I just don't know if Li Yu's father is like this."

Yang Xuan's face remained unchanged, but he was secretly surprised.

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional. The Lord of wangtianfeng will show a little breath from time to time. Although it's only a trace, it's like a surging river in Yang Xuan's perception, and his whole person sitting there is like a towering mountain. His calm and strong feeling makes life unable to resist at all.

He first looked at Yang Xuan up and down, and immediately asked Cheng Lingjiao, "ling'er, is this the son of the hidden Shizong family you said?"

Cheng Lingjiao nodded and explained, "he was introduced to wanlingzong by the eldest martial brother. He said he wanted to see it."

"I see. I see."

Lord Cheng Feng nodded to Yang Xuan: "since you are a guest of foreign religion, you can be exempted from gifts. I don't care much about these red tape."

"The elder joked. How dare the younger generation surpass."

Yang Xuan made another serious salute with his face, and his heart's favor for Cheng Feng master has improved a lot.

"That's all right. You kids are more disciplined than me. However, I have something important to do today. Linger, you should be responsible for entertaining me."

After Lord Cheng Feng said something casually, he stood up from his position and walked outside the hall, while Yang Xuan watched him leave with Cheng Lingjiao.

Yang Xuan was relieved when Cheng Feng's body turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

Although the other party did not show hostility to him from beginning to end, it suppressed the spiritual power in the hall, and the tight dialogue made people a little out of breath.

"Yang Daoyou."

Cheng Lingjiao pulled Yang Xuan back in a word. Her original clever appearance was restored to her usual randomness in the blink of an eye.

"Come with me. The eldest martial brother seems to be studying some experience in seclusion these two days. I'll take you to him."

"Is Zhang Daoyou in seclusion? I'd better not disturb you."

Yang Xuan scratched his head. The monk's isolation is more important. If he interrupts Zhang Zhengli at this time, he may fall short of success.

He thought about it in his heart and continued: "in fact, I don't have anything urgent to find Zhang Daoyou. Recently, I just want to ask something. I don't know..."

"All right, all right, just ask. Don't be so serious like the eldest martial brother."

Cheng Lingjiao turned her eyes and sat down directly in the chair beside her. Her legs were on the table. She was very casual and had some unrestrained feeling.

"I always admire Zhang Daoyou for his integrity and meticulous behavior."

Yang Xuan first replied seriously, but he could not wait for Cheng Lingjiao to argue with him. He immediately continued: "however, coming today is not to find him, but to inquire about whether there is a place to buy spiritual grass near wanlingzong?"

"Buy spirit grass?"

"Yes, I have some problems in my cultivation. I need spiritual grass. Please give me some advice."

Yang Xuan's eyes were full of expectation and stared at Cheng Lingjiao tightly for fear that she would run away.